Chapter 3

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Hello diary,

Where will our next adventure be, you may ask?
We are traveling all the way to the Mediterranean where temples and Greek mythology were born and built.

This page is all about May.

After landing at the airport we had rented a villa not far from the gorgeous greek beaches. Everything was like a dream. The sun casting a perfect shadow upon us. The wind blowing our hair like a shampoo commercial. Nothing could have gone wrong at that moment.... except it did.

"Get out of my way you cow, don't you see that you dropped my luggage in the water", stated May to the puzzled looking guy. "I'm so sorry polyagapiménos," said the puzzle guy.

*****into the story****

Ahhh!!! I can't believe it, this stupid guy just threw my Louis Vuitton in the sea because of his carelessness, he will pay every single inch of that suitcase. Oh, and he has the audacity to call me names. What did you call me? I'll have you know I am trilingual, just that Greek isn't one of them, but what did you say or at least tell me who I have to send the damage receipt to.

And at that moment a husky laugh bounced off the air (like if that was possible)and exclaimed " My name is Adrian, kyría mou and yours.

Damn, having this perfect adonis standing in front of me is not helping me concentrate and the way his hair moves, I just want to run my fingers through those locks and never let go.

Kill me now, was my first thought as I see the curious glances send to me by my friends and that smirk that Adrian is portraying. All that I thought was in my mind I had been saying out loud. How could I be so careless? I just made a fool of myself and I haven't been an hour in Greek soil.

Going back to reality. Anyway, girls lets go we should get to the villa before it gets dark. That is when Amina asks " how are we getting to the villa exactly". "
"Oh, that will be with me, I have the car parked right there to take you to your destination," said puzzle guy.

In the car, the seating arrangements were Esme, Amina, and kali in the back seat, with Anna being carried by Esme and me next to puzzle guy because apparently, I have awful friends that love to torture me. If you can see the gigantic smirk they have in their faces right now because I am squirming in my seat. Devils are what they are.

The whole ride was so full of tension that when we got to the villa I couldn't get out of the car fast enough. Being the gentleman that he thinks he is, puzzle guy helped us carry our luggage to the villa. When everyone dispersed I was left alone with him, and how dangerous that is when there are green eyes staring at you making you feel vulnerable, but I won't coward away. 

Bold= Adrian/normal= May

Adrian that is your name right? Yes, but you already knew that, didn't you polyagapiménos.  Stop calling me that, you don't know me and what does it mean anyway. How about I get to know you tonight at the bar by the sea, your friends can come too so it doesn't have to count as a date. What do you think? I think that you are really straight forward and I'm sorry but I have things to do tonight. And don't change the subject, you still haven't answered my question why do you call me that. How about we make a deal? Okay, what kind of deal? If you come to the bar tonight, I will tell you what the word means, you in?* May thinking about it* Will see. I have to go now, think about my proposition May. 

How does he know my name? This impossible man that just met me things he can play with me, will see who gets the last laugh Aaadrienn.

Rushing into the house furiously and full of determination to show the Geek man who was boss, May spoke...

Girls, we are going to the sea bar tonight!

What!!, exclaimed Anna

Wasn't today going to be a calm, relaxing day? said Kali

Why the change of heart?, smirking asked Amina

That's cool, I'm down for some booze, said Esme

We need to look fabulous to blow that egotistical greek man's brain off, I mean those, yeah those greek men.

With all the girls looking confused back at her, May exited the room with a flip of the hair and a sigh.



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